A Crazy Night (Nathaniel and Christina) novel Chapter 597

Chapter 597 Staged

Nigel had, without a doubt, robbed Timothy of too many things. Since the day Christina revealed Nigel’s. ploy to Timothy, the latter had become even more guarded toward his brother.

The most important thing now, though, was to resolve Gibson Corporation’s financial problems. Only with that done could Timothy concentrate on settling his family affairs.

When news of Anya’s kidnapping first spread to the Gibson family, the man Timothy had sent to keep an eye on Christina quickly reported that the latter hadn’t had any contact with Anya for a long time.

If that were the case, there couldn’t have been new conflicts between the two women, which meant. Christina wouldn’t have a reason to plot against Anya.

Of course, Nathaniel couldn’t have been the culprit, either. After all, anyone who dared mess with him. usually ended up dead. Besides, he couldn’t care less about Anya, so why would he spend that much time. and effort on her?

Timothy ordered his subordinates to dig deeper, and it didn’t take long before the truth was finally unveiled; the mastermind was none other than Anya Gibson herself.

She had staged the entire kidnapping act, hoping she could kill two birds with one stone by framing. Christina and demanding a huge ransom from her own family.

Even though more investigation was needed to find out why Anya wanted the money, there was no doubt. that she was guilty of the fake kidnapping.

Timothy stared at his legs, his gaze darkening with every second.

“Jasper, take me back to the hotel.”

Meanwhile, Anya was still blissfully unaware that her plan had been discovered as she sat on the couch in the dilapidated house and enjoyed a spread of fruits and desserts.

Just then, Emilia called, prompting Anya to roll her eyes and grimace.

“What is it?”

“Ms. Gibson, have you contacted the manager I told you about?” Emilia asked. “She only takes one new artist under her wing every year, so if we miss the selection deadline, I’d have to wait another year. You don’t want to continue living in fear, do you?”

Needless to say. Anya was furious at how Emilia had threatened her and wanted nothing more than to bite the latter’s neck off.

“I’m already doing my best. The manager’s very popular in the entertainment industry, and everyone’s trying to curry favor with her. She knows it too, which is why she keeps putting on airs… You have to give me some time.”

“I want a reply by tomorrow at the latest. There’s a limit to my patience,” Emilia snapped before hanging up the phone.

“Argh! Emilia Steele’s a b*tch!” Anya yelled as she slammed her phone onto the couch and kicked the table before her.

Alas, even after smashing everything around her, she still couldn’t quell her anger and resentment.

Her two subordinates merely stood outside the door, not daring to approach her for fear of ending up as collateral damage.

Anya, too, wanted to fulfill Emilia’s request as soon as possible, but what could she do when the Gibson family was no longer as influential as before?

In fact, the manager wasn’t shy about making snarky comments when she learned that Anya had sought her out. However, she didn’t dare to provoke the Gibsons, either, so she listed out what she wanted in return-an annual salary of five million and a ten percent cut of all of Emilia’s media appearances.

Sadly, Anya’s net worth wasn’t even worth three million, so the constant thought of failure weighed heavily on her.

As a result, she decided to fake her own kidnapping and use the opportunity to extort the Gibsons.

Then again, when news of her abduction reached the Gibson residence, her priority wasn’t to call the Gibsons for the ransom. Instead, she had her subordinates spread rumors so she could frame Christina for the crime.

That way, even if the kidnapping case had nothing to do with Christina, the slander would be enough to destroy her relationship with the Gibsons and her reputation. There was no way she’d be accepted in the upper-class circles again!

However, now that Emilia was rushing her, Anya knew she couldn’t afford to waste any more time.

“Hey! Where the f*ck is everyone?” she yelled.